MILLIONAIRE'S CLUB ; Phan

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PJ was home this time, and he looked cranky. He was actually sat on his own bed, textbooks scattered around his legs. Daniel groaned as he tugged off his jumped, his back was still sore from being bent over a counter. He walked over to PJ and looked over his shoulder, trying to see what he was studying.

"You smell like sex," PJ said without looking up.

"I do?" Dan smelled his shirt, it smelled the same to him. He always thought the smell of sex was a myth.

"His cologne. Finally, sleep with him?" 

Dan stayed silent, instead, he moved over to his bed and tossed his jumper down, shedding of his tight jeans in replace for some shorts. 

"He's married, Dan,"

"I know."

"You babysit his kid, Dan,"

"I know."

"Dan, do you even know if he's gay?"

"Stop saying my name like that!" The boy jumped. "I'm taking a shower." His jaw clenched as he stormed into the bathroom. PJ sighed at his spot on the bed, shaking his head before looking back down at his work.

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Dan traced the picture frame's with his finger lightly, staring at the smiling faces and happy laughs. Mr. Lester stood from his desk and closed the door, smiling at the brunet as he closed the distance between the two. His big hands wound over to the small of Daniel's back, pulling him closer. Just as they leaned in to connect their lips, a little knock sounded at the door.

"Daddy? I'm hungry," Ant's voice was muffled from the wood.

"Okay, Honey, I'll be there in a second." Phil waited until he heard the familiar pat of his boys' feet on the wood before he kissed Daniel, the younger boy wrapping his arms around his neck and kissing him back. 

"I should make him food," Dan said once they pulled away, the smile on his face was small but Phil still caught it. 

"We can do it together, yeah?" The older man offered, causing a wave of relief to fall over Daniel. He nodded.

Phil scooped up Ant from his room before meeting Dan in the kitchen. Ant sat on the white couch as they danced around the tiled floor, Dan playing music from his phone. They had to keep it down though, Haillie was home and if they were too loud she would come downstairs and throw a fit. She acted like more a moody teen than a mother and a wife. 

"Why did you marry Haillie?" Dan finally asked after nights of wondering why the hell this man married that witch. Phil rolled his neck as he was stirring the boiling noodles, Daniel was keeping an eye on the sauce. 

"She's the daughter of a friend of my dad, so when I told my father I wanted kids, he said 'well you're getting old so you better get married soon' then he forced us on a date and it was really awkward. We grew up in different times but were always around each other, I remember when she turned ten and I really didn't want to go to her lame party because I was fourteen, you know?" Dan nodded along. "She ended up throwing a fit because I was on my phone the whole time- talking to my girlfriend- so I ended up having to leave so the party could resume." He let out a sigh. "I'm sorry there was no point to that story. We grew up together, that's all."

"No, I liked it, I like it when you talk." The younger of the two smiled, turning off the burner under the red sauce. 

"I like you," Phil smiled.

They finished up the food and set the table, Mr. Lester claimed the spot next to the babysitter while Ant sat across the table so he could still see the TV. Half-way through a bite of his pasta, Dan nearly choked when he felt a hand crawl up his thigh, a wave of heat rushed up his leg and straight to his pants. The brunet whipped his head at the culprit, only to find Phil was talking to his son as if he wasn't totally groping the boy under the table. He decided to shake it off and continue eating, although he was more than fully aware of the way he was rubbing his leg, slowly inching up and up until his hand was at the base of his thigh. Dan snapped his legs closed and crossed them for good measure, he couldn't handle getting a boner in broad daylight. 

He let out a breathe when Phil pulled his hand away, the older man turning and giving him a sympathetic smile in return.

Dan rinsed the dishes and put them to the side, Phil told him he would do them himself later. The man came up from behind, his feet on either side of Daniel's so he couldn't go anywhere, plus the counter was stook out so he was practically pushing back against Phil with his bottom. His hands trailed up Daniel's arms, leaving shivers in their wake. He always had a way to light up Dan's body, even with a glance from across the room the hairs on the back of the brunet's neck would still stand on their own. He kissed Daniel's neck, the younger boy immediately felt his knees go weak.

"P-Phil, what about Ant?" 

"He went to the bathroom, baby, don't worry your pretty head about it." Phil spun the boy around and laced their hands together, pulling him out of the kitchen and upstairs. They slipped into Phil's office, the room right down the hall occupied his wife, all while Phil was banging the babysitter. What irony. Dan sometimes thought his life was like a movie, a very poorly scripted movie that ran out of money halfway through. Just like him.

Phil shut the door before pushing Dan against the wall, careful not to make anything go bump and sound off Haillie. Mr. Lester kissed him hurriedly, his mouth hot on Daniel's. His tongue prodded into his mouth, sucking on his lip and biting at his skin as he trailed off to the side of his mouth and to his neck. He sucked hickeys onto the boy's skin, marks that looked blotched but would soon solid out and be purple and red. 

Dan pushed Phil away so he had room to take off his shirt, Phil smiling as he racked his eyes over his lover's body. Just as Dan was going to step forward to reach Phil, someone knocked on the door. 

"Baby?" Haillie's voice echoed from the other end. 

"Uh, just a minute," Phil scurried around, careful not to have his voice sound shaken. He quickly picked up Dan's shirt and threw them both in the closet, closing the door before he opened the other one. Through the slants in the door, Daniel could see that she was wearing tight yoga pants and a black tank top. Her ass was plump and big, along with her breasts that were just perfectly concealed from her top which was all sizes too tight and possibly too small around her top. Her waist was perfectly straight and her stomach flat, she would make any man drool. Any straight man. She smiled, pushing back a strand of her brunette hair, long yellow acrylic nails looked like claws. 

"Hey, darling," Phil smiled back, he was now sat his desk and pretending to do work.

She walked over to the edge of his desk, leaning over so her cleavage was right in his face. She acted like a seventeen-year-old trying to seduce a boy in class. But Mr. Lester wasn't a boy, he was a man. A man who didn't particularly enjoy sleeping with his wife, or else Daniel wouldn't be hidden in his closet right now- shirtless.

He watched as she flipped her hair to the side so she could see what he was doing on his computer. She let a groan before shutting the device, Phil's eyes widening. She slid it over to the other side of the desk and sat on top of it, placing Phil between her legs. Dan couldn't hear the conversation between the two, they both dropped their voices to a whisper. He watched as Phil stood and captured her big bubble gum lips between his own, kissing her deeply. Their bodies slid into place like they were supposed to.

They grew up together. They are married.

He turned around for the next part, he knew how this would go, he didn't need to see what was happening. They were quiet about it, at least, the only sound came from the wooden desk. The squeak of the legs rocked against the floor, the sound of their kisses ricocheted off the walls 

He slid down the wall of the closet, His face was covered in coats that were drentched in Phil's cologne. The sweet smell of sex filled the room- he understood what PJ was talking about now. He really did.

Do you even know if he's gay?